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good—but all she felt was the familiar sickening poison, seeping with darkness.
    “Ozzie, I feel something.”
    “What?”
    “It’s… I think… maybe… it’s—”
    “What, what?”
    “Black Fire,” she said finally.
    “Where?”
    “Not far. Over that way.” Emily pointed toward a thicket of golden trees.
    Ozzie was on his feet, pulling at her arm. “Can you make it?”
    “I think so.”
    “Let’s go!”
    They scampered through the undergrowth, carefully picking their way over fallen logs, rocks, and brush.
    With an eye to the skies for goblin riders, they quickly made their way through the trees. In the distance they could see valleys of green sloping beyond the forest.
    “How close are we to your home?” Emily asked worriedly.
    “That’s the Grassy Plains. Not far.”
    They didn’t have to say what they really feared. If Black Fire had spread beyond the Shadowlands, Aldenmor was in terrible danger.
    Distracted by her thoughts, Emily didn’t see the edge where most of the forest floor had eroded.
    “Look out!” Ozzie shouted as Emily set her foot down.
    She tried to grab onto a sapling—but her foot slipped. Chunks of wet dirt fell away as her body hit the ground. She rolled and tumbled down the incline before coming to stop at the bottom of a gully. Arms out, splayed flat, Emily steadied herself and gingerly pushed to her knees.
    She sensed them before she saw them. About a dozen small creatures surrounded her, each standing about four feet tall, wearing boots of tanned leather, woolen pants, shirts, and leather vests. Each carried a long, sharp spear, pointed directly at her. She looked to see their faces and gasped. Their heads were contorted and gruesome, snarling, and heavily adorned with war paint.

P INK .
    That’s pretty , Kara thought, walking upon golden grass soft as snow through swirling mists of pinks, yellows, greens, and purples. She didn’t feel scared. In fact, she felt strangely happy, almost giddy.
    “Where do you think we are, Lyra?” she asked the large cat by her side.
    “I don’t know,” Lyra replied. “But we’re sure not on Aldenmor.”
    There’s magic in the air
    Love is everywhere
    All our friends are gathered round
    To celebrate the fair
    Singing! Someone’s singing.
    “Over that way,” Lyra said, sensing Kara’s thoughts.
    An expanse of forest wild with oak and ivy became visible as the pinks and yellows thinned. Excited voices became clear, cheering, whooping, and giggling.
    “Sounds like someone’s having a party!” Kara said, looking at multicolored lights flashing in the distance.
    Come and join the fun
    Dancing under the sun
    Let’s wave our hands
    To all our fans
    The party’s just begun
    “Can you feel it, feel the magic.” Kara was humming along to the catchy song, skipping light as air as she danced through the mist and into the full-blown fairy rave!
    Feel the magic
    Can you feel it
    Feel the magic
    Everyone can’t help but sing along
    The music pounded, loud and strong, sending an infectious melody soaring over the enchanted gardens.
    “Whoa!” Kara raised her arms, swaying to the beat.
    Even the magic glade at Ravenswood couldn’t hold a candle to this place—wherever she was. Explosions of color seemed to burst from everywhere. Fragrant, buttery yellow flowers, each painted with bright red stars, bobbed to the beat above the dance floor. Blossoms of sweet jasmine and peach filled the air with their luscious scents. Violet primrose and garlands of silver birch hung glittering over rings of floating toadstools.
    The music blasted from a stage set upon a circle of tumbled stones at the far end of the magic garden where three performers played.
    Rainbow sparkles cascaded gently, making everyone twinkle and glitter. And the place was jammed, teeming with all kinds of magical creatures Kara had never seen before.
    “Fairy rave,” Lyra said with disgust. “Don’t get too close, the magic is intoxicating, they’ll lure you—Kara?”